Really? You mean when that dude said "queer hat mate" or whatever he said. He didn't look like a Shoreditch cunt to me...just a standard, everyday cunt.

No, no, from what I remember that was a light-hearted cuntishness, which was fairly common across the festy. There were a specific few who were crossing the line from, "He's wearing a silly hat, he's up for a laugh" to "Let's be cunts to this guy".

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The name of this innovative winter festival from the people behind springtime's All Tomorrow's Parties very nearly became reality, had it not been for some tireless last-minute reorganisation.
It was held in Minehead's Butlins holiday camp off season, and the task of ensuring that a few thousand bedraggled alternative rock fans saw each headliner, spread over three rooms, was always going to be tricky. The anticipated demand for the main draws, Sonic Youth and The Stooges, allied with a main hall of insufficient capacity, meant that both had always been scheduled to play two separately-ticketed gigs across the weekend. However, unforeseen rushes for acts such as Gang of Four and Dinosaur Jr - hundreds were locked out as the former played on the Saturday night - meant that the first ATP Festival here (having moved from Camber Sands in Sussex) came dangerously close to disastrous.
Fortunately, some swift negotiations with the bands which led to four other acts playing second gigs themselves meant that those who were disappointed first time round got to see everyone. It was testament to the solidarity at this most fan-orientated of festivals.
With such potential catastrophe averted, the weekend proved to be memorable for all the correct reasons. Programmed by Sonic Youth's Thurston Moore, the line-up revealed his predilections or classic psych-rock and post-punk alternative bands, and for modern-day avant-garde and experimental outfits.
Indeed, it was perversely amusing to see signs that proclaimed this particular Butlins' history of pop acts such as Liberty X, A1 and Romeo while on the way to witness such mind-expanding aural experiences as the caterwauling San Franciscan rockers Deerhoof, the subtly expansive post-folk of Charalambides, or the riotous and surely semi-ironic electro-punk drone of Wolf Eyes.
To recommend any of these bands to partisan fans of the supposedly "alternative" guitar music in vogue in the UK would surely be a fool's errand. In their own way, each sounds like a science-fiction approximation of what music might sound like in the dystopian far future, and what many of the 40-odd such names on the bill lacked in discernible commercial appeal they made up for with wildly interesting experiments in tone and musical structure.
Even Nurse with Wound, one of the more dizzyingly inspiring projects on the bill with a Dada-inspired combination of ambient soundtracks and lithe avant-funk, have managed to remain resolutely unknown for almost three decades. Fortunately for the more casual attendee, Moore's taste in older music is less potentially exclusive. Recently-revived English post-punks Gang of Four are a revelation, providing an energetic and eminently danceable collection of almost-lost classics. "At Home He's a Tourist", "Damaged Goods" and "Anthrax" were among the highlights of the weekend, as was Dinosaur Jr's "Freak Scene" - although one's enjoyment of the grunge linchpins may have been decided by an individual taste for loud, feedbacking guitars.
The Saturday set by Sonic Youth came close to earning the description "legendary". Moore has been known to let his eclectic tendencies overwhelm his own band, but this show was an utter crowd pleaser. A few songs from the definitive Daydream Nation album - including the magnificent "Teenage Riot" - elicited a joyous reaction from an otherwise somewhat brow-furrowed crowd.
Yet it was possible to upstage the hosts, as The Stooges demonstrated. Iggy Pop remains an icon in motion, a complete rock-and-roll performer whose years don't dim his magnetic excitement. He launched himself into the red-strobed sweat-pit time and again during "I Wanna Be Your Dog" and ordered a stage invasion before "No Fun". DKT/MC5 - the recently revived and still-entertaining incarnation of Pop's contemporary MC5 - couldn't help but suffer in comparison with such elemental force. Shell-shocked festival-goers clearly felt that any amount of queuing was worth it to witness such a primal display of definitive, empowering performance.

The name of this innovative winter festival from the people behind springtime's All Tomorrow's Parties very nearly became reality, had it not been for some tireless last-minute reorganisation.
It was held in Minehead's Butlins holiday camp off season, and the task of ensuring that a few thousand bedraggled alternative rock fans saw each headliner, spread over three rooms, was always going to be tricky. The anticipated demand for the main draws, Sonic Youth and The Stooges, allied with a main hall of insufficient capacity, meant that both had always been scheduled to play two separately-ticketed gigs across the weekend. However, unforeseen rushes for acts such as Gang of Four and Dinosaur Jr - hundreds were locked out as the former played on the Saturday night - meant that the first ATP Festival here (having moved from Camber Sands in Sussex) came dangerously close to disastrous.
Fortunately, some swift negotiations with the bands which led to four other acts playing second gigs themselves meant that those who were disappointed first time round got to see everyone. It was testament to the solidarity at this most fan-orientated of festivals.
With such potential catastrophe averted, the weekend proved to be memorable for all the correct reasons. Programmed by Sonic Youth's Thurston Moore, the line-up revealed his predilections or classic psych-rock and post-punk alternative bands, and for modern-day avant-garde and experimental outfits.
Indeed, it was perversely amusing to see signs that proclaimed this particular Butlins' history of pop acts such as Liberty X, A1 and Romeo while on the way to witness such mind-expanding aural experiences as the caterwauling San Franciscan rockers Deerhoof, the subtly expansive post-folk of Charalambides, or the riotous and surely semi-ironic electro-punk drone of Wolf Eyes.
To recommend any of these bands to partisan fans of the supposedly "alternative" guitar music in vogue in the UK would surely be a fool's errand. In their own way, each sounds like a science-fiction approximation of what music might sound like in the dystopian far future, and what many of the 40-odd such names on the bill lacked in discernible commercial appeal they made up for with wildly interesting experiments in tone and musical structure.

Even Nurse with Wound, one of the more dizzyingly inspiring projects on the bill with a Dada-inspired combination of ambient soundtracks and lithe avant-funk, have managed to remain resolutely unknown for almost three decades. Fortunately for the more casual attendee, Moore's taste in older music is less potentially exclusive. Recently-revived English post-punks Gang of Four are a revelation, providing an energetic and eminently danceable collection of almost-lost classics. "At Home He's a Tourist", "Damaged Goods" and "Anthrax" were among the highlights of the weekend, as was Dinosaur Jr's "Freak Scene" - although one's enjoyment of the grunge linchpins may have been decided by an individual taste for loud, feedbacking guitars.
The Saturday set by Sonic Youth came close to earning the description "legendary". Moore has been known to let his eclectic tendencies overwhelm his own band, but this show was an utter crowd pleaser. A few songs from the definitive Daydream Nation album - including the magnificent "Teenage Riot" - elicited a joyous reaction from an otherwise somewhat brow-furrowed crowd.
Yet it was possible to upstage the hosts, as The Stooges demonstrated. Iggy Pop remains an icon in motion, a complete rock-and-roll performer whose years don't dim his magnetic excitement. He launched himself into the red-strobed sweat-pit time and again during "I Wanna Be Your Dog" and ordered a stage invasion before "No Fun". DKT/MC5 - the recently revived and still-entertaining incarnation of Pop's contemporary MC5 - couldn't help but suffer in comparison with such elemental force. Shell-shocked festival-goers clearly felt that any amount of queuing was worth it to witness such a primal display of definitive, empowering performance.

I only got back this morning from spending 10 days in London/ATP, watching gigs from bands who also played at ATP every night since the 4th; december 5th being the only day with no live music at all. I haven't slept at all last night and I'm completely knackered, but I'm too restless to go to bed right now and I still have a gig to go to later on tonight... and then tomorrow and Saturday there's still State X New Forms to finish it all off!

Saw so many gigs that my hearing's been going numb for the last week; met so many people that if I'd try mentioning them all then I'm sure I'd forget a few; had such a great time that I don't really know where to start or what to write.. .and I'm so fucking tired that I barely even have the energy to read this thread. I don't want to forget anyone, so I'll just say that everyone's I've met has been really kind. My chalet members are all lovely people and I want to thank Toilet&Bowels (plus girlfriend and housemates) in particular because they were all so kind to provide a place to sleep during my entire stay in London.

ATP itself was a really really great weekend; it just went by so incredibly fast... Don't have any complaints really... I guess the queueing was a bit stressful, but it barely affected my festival experience because I was mostly at the smaller stages that were without queues pretty much most most of the time... and because of the queues and bands playing twice due to those I actually got to see a great show by Gang of Four whom I otherwise probably wouldn't have bothered about seeing. They played an extra show right after Sonic Youth and just like the Stooges they showed that not every band reunion has to be shit... The only advantage from the old venue at Camber Sands over the one at Minehead was that it was much easier to check out everything because there were only two stages and they were both in the same building.. queueing up outside in the late night December winds without wearing a jacket to see Bardo Pond was a nightmare before Christmas for real!

I might post some pictures later, although I guess there's already been tons of those posted by otheres here and elsewhere. I'll also have a few recordings to share later on, when my bearded man in London can find some spare time.

i gave them all of to the bald-headed bearded board member who never posts who's going to do the transfers for me, but l'll post them all here when i get them back. i didn't even have time to listen to everything, but the bark haze one sounded quite nice i think.

i should go to bed now but i'm affraid that if i do so now that i won't be able to wake up and go see flaherty/corsano/yeh in a couple of hours... i'll save it up for after that... nice meeting you, jon boy.